Chapter 23 23. Buddha and Demon (4.1k)
The silvery white moonlight poured down, and the sword's edge covered with white light intertwined with the pitch-black halberd.
It was a gravedigger, with flickering blue will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes. He waved his halberd and fought with the man.
"Gu Yan, do you really think that we can't cure you after becoming a Riser!" The old man surnamed Li shouted, and another gravedigger even walked out of the shadows. This sacrifice was almost a family effort, and the ancient family's trump card that had been accumulated for thousands of years was revealed.
The man smiled instead of being angry, the silver sword and seal characters appeared, and he flew the big halberd.
The thick black mist was torn apart, and an arrow wrapped in runes penetrated out. The blue thunder exploded and went straight to the stone statue in the center of the hollow with a glaze color.
"It's just an ordinary ancient artifact. Do you think it can threaten the giant demon statue?" An old man who knew the origin of the stone statue sneered.
But the arrow penetrated the blood energy on the stone statue, and the colored glaze collided with the stone statue. The terrifying energy wave leveled all the surrounding buildings, and even melted the black mist, creating a pure land in the huge space. This conference room only exists because of the roar of ancient artifacts and the emergence of seal characters. The chests of the old people swelled and hurt, and the body of the gravedigger who was entangled with Gu Yan showed ripples and became unstable.
Spiritual energy surged and undulated out of thin air, gathering into a monstrous wave!
The gorgeous glazed beams of light can be seen throughout the imperial capital!
"Tide of spiritual energy?" The old man surnamed Li's pupils shrank sharply. Only the unimaginable amount of spiritual energy gathered in a very short period of time would be enough to form a tide. What's on that arrow? He had a vague premonition.
"Mom, I heard someone talking." The little girl said to her mother on the street.
The mother withdrew her gaze from the glazed beam of light and was about to speak to comfort her daughter, thinking that it was just a child's hallucination caused by witnessing a strange scene. But she was suddenly stunned, because she also heard the faint sound, like someone chanting scriptures in a very far and high place, the sound was like a roaring bell and like the ebbing tide.
The people in the imperial capital looked up and found that the sound of chanting was not an illusion. Thousands of gazes extended and converged into points in one place.
The clan elders stood up and retreated, their old faces illuminated by golden light.
The black mist was dispersed and the sky was opened. In the dark night, there is glaze light splashing down from the clouds. The phantom figures of the Buddha, carrying golden light on their backs, stood up on the clouds, and their cheeks blurred by the golden light of merit lowered their heads and cast their gaze towards the ground.
"King Kong Liulizi..." The old man surnamed Li struggled to squeeze out the name from his throat.
The relics formed after the death of the virtuous monk show colorful colors, and after long-term worship, they are enough to turn into the "Vajra Glaze" described in ancient books. It is said that when the vajra glass is sacrificed and rotated, it can call thousands of Buddhas. The gods and Buddhas are buried in the hidden history, but the world has their traces. Now all the Buddhas in the sky are sitting on the clouds, looking at the demon statues, glaring at the Vajra with angry eyes. They put their palms together and chant sutras, intending to bring down the severe punishment from ancient times.
"Good!" said the Buddhas.
This word echoes in heaven and earth, and there is only this word in heaven and earth!
A giant palm slowly fell from the sky, the Buddha's light rippled out, and the whole body was as if it were made of gold.
The gravediggers prostrated themselves, and the moment they were touched by the golden ripples disappeared, as easily as erasing pen marks from paper.
The giant palm fell on the demon statue and pressed it gently. The blood-colored air wave collapsed, pressing the demon statue deep into the altar. The confrontation between demons and Buddhas, the aura that pervaded it was enough to overturn the earth for hundreds of miles in radius, but when the giant palm disappeared, nothing seemed to have happened, and not even a house was destroyed. Only the huge depression in the ground indicates that the ancient Buddha arrived not long ago.
This is the true Buddha, who only targets evil people with murderous intentions.
The Buddha's light dissipated, and all the Buddhas disappeared in the sky. The moonlight fell on the altar along the trajectory of the giant palm, illuminating the Broken Ancient Inscriptions and the Silent Demon Statue.
"Roar——!" A tiger roar brought the clan elders' minds back to reality. Under the moonlight, a pale giant tiger stood on the shattered roof of the venue, its giant green eyes staring in the direction of the elders.
"This is...the fierce tiger in Taihang Mountain?"
"Why did this fierce tiger appear here?"
Blue lightning flashed, and the ferocious tiger instantly appeared outside the conference room wall, its palms tearing open the solid wall. Fierce Tiger looked down at them, breathing heavily, almost draining the air from the entire conference room. The clan elders retreated step by step, unable to retreat, and their backs were pressed against the wall.
Gu Yan smiled and took in the embarrassment of the clan elders.
He acted too quickly in the company and didn't even appreciate the fearful look of the elders at home. Suddenly, the visible line of sight caught a glimpse of the dead figure on the chair. It was Mr. Zhao Sheng, Zhao Xingzhou's grandfather. His smile faded.
"Where is Nanzhu?" Xihu asked.
It checked the altar and found it was clean without even a trace of blood.
"This is a teleportation array in a narrow space. It is buried under the venue. When it is turned on, everything on the ground will be teleported away." The man answered.
The fierce tiger narrowed its eyes. This morning it met this man at the place where the family used to enshrine ancient books. He said that the red dragon in your house might encounter a powerful enemy.
That person was an ancient being who was suppressed in the last era, and was the "ancestor" of a great religious tradition that once stood in the world. He found scattered descriptions in ancient books that confirmed that the ancient architectural layout of the imperial capital was to maintain the spirit of the altar and suppress the "ancestor".
An "ancestor" is not easily killed, and the passage of time is insignificant to such a creature.
He must not have died. Even the goal of the Zhao and Li families was to open the altar and awaken this great being.
Gu Yan hoped that Chi Jiao would die, but not by the hands of those lonely ghosts.
At this time, how could the clan elders not know that Gu Yan was cooperating with this ferocious tiger in Taihang Mountain? They wanted to drink coldly, but after looking at their situation, they found that speaking out was definitely not a rational move, so they could only swallow it in frustration.
Qing Yan's eyes were fierce and he took a step forward.
"If Nan Zhu doesn't come back, I will kill you and detain your souls. You will always suffer the pain of soul burning and will not enter reincarnation."
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In the dark altar, the huge heartbeat gradually fell silent.
Zhao Xingzhou opened his eyes, and his right field of vision was a little narrow, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"Are you awake?" A cold voice sounded,
He raised his head with difficulty and found a young man in black clothes sitting not far away. The dragon-like creature glanced over slightly, and the golden candlelight engraved into his soul immediately made Zhao Xingzhou's confusion dissipate, as if a basin of cold water had been poured from his head.
"Even you are dead?" he asked.
"Hahahaha!" The woman laughed, and then Zhao Xingzhou noticed Li Shishuang staring at him next to him.
"You were quite handsome when you were asleep, why are you so stupid when you wake up?" The woman squatted down, put her hands on her knees to support her cheeks, and the smile in her eyes became even stronger.
The young man raised his head and touched his right eye, and he could feel the elastic, round eyeball.
Not blind? Wasn't this eyeball caught by that thing?
"I gave you a drop of blood." Li Xi'an saw his doubts.
"Master Nanzhu turned you from half a corpse into a living person now." Li Shishuang teased, "Say quickly, thank you Master Nanzhu."
Zhao Xingzhou was even more confused now. He didn't understand why the red dragon saved them so many times. They had heard that Gu Chuchu went into the mountains to look for him, and that a total of thirty-five people along the way were violently killed, leaving no one alive. To be fair, what he and Li Shishuang did that day when they went into the mountains to seize the medium and suppress the rising creatures was no different from Gu Chuchu's.
"Why do you think I should save you?"
"Well. You are the owner of Taihang Mountain. As far as I know, the owner of Taihang Mountain is not merciful."
"But I can see who can stay and who can't."
The dragon-like human creature stared at Zhao Xingzhou. Under those golden candle-like eyes, he felt that everything he was thinking was seen through.
"So, I accept this life-saving grace." The young man nodded helplessly.
"You are really strange. You seem to not want me to save your life." "You have given me this great kindness, but I have nothing to repay you, which makes me feel uneasy." Zhao Xingzhou admitted frankly that he has seen the warmth and coldness of people, Proficient in the ways of the world. A kindness never comes without reason. If it is love, it is fate. If it is a stranger, it is profit. It was a life-saving gift, but the other party obviously had nothing to gain from it. This was too heavy for him, and he was afraid that he would not be able to repay it.
"Everything likes to be clearly marked with a price." Li Xi'an lamented.
Zhao Xingzhou clenched his fists subconsciously. He had never been so nervous. The pressure the other party gave him was too strong. If he accidentally angered him, not only would he die, but Li Shishuang might also be affected.
"Okay, I'll make you a condition." Nasheng paused for a moment and continued, "Hey, girl over there, why are you running? Can you still run out of this narrow gap? Come here, you will get this condition Listen too.”
Li Shishuang sat down in disgrace, still muttering, "I'm afraid you guys will fight..."
"Do you know why I came to the imperial capital?"
"Causing trouble for us." Zhao Xingzhou smiled bitterly. There was no way this red dragon would visit the imperial capital.
"Clean up the lonely ghosts stranded in the world." Li Xian said the reason for his trip without hesitation, "Kill the old one and keep the young one. I want the young one to work for me in the human world."
"Doing business?"
"You will control the family in the future, and I need you to be my eyes in this world."
After Li Xi'an finished speaking, he stood up and carried the Tianding around.
"Now you can think about how to get out."
He stared at the bloody figure condensed in the seal script, thoughtfully.
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The fierce tiger's green and blue lightning suddenly appeared.
It knew the reason why Nanzhu was born, which was also the reason why it did not directly kill these clan elders.
Waiting for Nan Zhu to return.
"Roar──!" Qingyan raised his head and roared. The moonlight faded, and he noticed that the black mist was closing again.
Gu Yan frowned, something was not right about this situation. It was clear that the altar had collapsed, the stone statue had lost its blood spirit, but the black mist that had melted appeared again. The Vajra Glaze needs to be worshiped or poured with merit to attract the phantoms of gods and Buddhas. Now he has no way to make the Vajra Glaze full of merit.
This was given to him by his grandfather when he was leaving when he first climbed Mount Wutai. It was offered to me by the abbot of the ancient temple in Wutai Mountain, and my grandfather exchanged the half of the practice method. He said that if he could not come back, this bead could preserve the vitality of the Gu family's bloodline. It was clearly a treasure, but his grandfather never took it to kill the big snake. He didn't understand it then, but he understands it now.
This Buddhist treasure was not used to deal with Nanzhu from the beginning, but was used to send these lonely ghosts to the afterlife.
The green flame burned fiercely, and it raised its claws to beat these clan elders into a pulp.
The black mist appeared, and it didn't want to wait any longer, at least it would kill these old ghosts.
But before it could take action, the bodies of the clan elders suddenly swelled, and the fearful and ferocious expressions on their faces were distorted, really like evil ghosts crawling out of hell.
The accident happened in an instant, and the clan elders didn't know what happened to them.
"Bang!" The body exploded like a ball.
The blood-colored steel was smelted into a long rainbow and poured into the crack in the center of the altar.
It's not over yet! Gu Yan was shocked. It only scratched the surface of the creatures at the ancestral level, but the number of weird things that happened was unimaginable. He did not dare to think deeply about how powerful his ancestors must have been in their perfect state in the ancient times.
"Boom──!"
A big black hand rose from the crack, bent and pressed on the altar floor. Immediately afterwards, a demon statue crawled out, with three heads, six arms, eight eyes and four corners. It has a green face and fangs, and its body is like a horizontal hill.
There was a twisted soul being burned in the opened pupils, and a faint wailing could be heard.
"Are you sure?" Qing Yan pondered.
"The Sky Demon Statue, there shouldn't be any creature in the world that can deal with this thing at present, not even the red dragon in Taihang Mountain." Gu Yan said it very well, but in fact it was even more incredible than what he said.
The golem stood up, its height almost blocking the moonlight.
The ferocious eyes glanced at them and then cast their sights in other directions, as if looking for something.
In the corner of the altar, the runes were lit.
At the same time, the golem raised his fist.
The ground was torn apart, and the punch shook the entire city. The earthquake could be felt even on the edge of the imperial capital. The golem left a huge gully a hundred meters long on the ground, as well as billowing smoke. In the thick smoke, there was a faint roar like thunder and a heavy sound of wind.
The wind roared, and the thick smoke screen was suddenly torn apart.
A huge red creature stands high in the sky, with scales that look like it reflects the cold moon.
The golden candle is bright, but there is nothing to be afraid of.
"You said you could suppress the golem, right?"
"That's a statue carved from my ribs, there must be nothing wrong with it." The seal writing on the Zaitian Cauldron flowed around, revealing a vague bloody figure.
This is a ray of true spirit suppressed from that eye.
It was also the backup plan left by Li Xi'an before. This method allowed them to get out of the narrow space in a short time. I just didn't expect to be hit in the face with a fist as big as a small mountain when I went out.
"Nanzhu!" The tiger roared, containing uncontrollable joy.
Facing the coming of the sun that day, it was powerless and could only watch Nan Zhu resist everything. From then on, it swore in its heart that it would never experience that hopeless feeling of powerlessness again. So when it was able to help this red dragon and achieve results, the joy could not be concealed.
"Don't be in a hurry to reminisce about the past. We should plan how to deal with that thing." Gu Yan said solemnly.
The red dragon can't deal with that thing, but now only the red dragon can fight it. He could ignore it and return to the Taihang Mountains, but the people in this city would suffer.
It's a million lives and men are nervous.
After all, humans have violated Taihang, and Chijiao can choose to let it go regardless of emotion or reason.
Under the cold moon, the scales spread out like a maple leaf forest in late autumn. The young man wearing a red-patterned black dress was suspended in mid-air, his golden eyes reflecting the lights of the imperial capital.
"Come here." He waved, facing the mountain golem, like he was greeting his own pet.
The fight scene was very tiring to write, but the next chapter will be much more relaxing.
Don’t worry about climaxing all the time.
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